But the soldiers thought we were after the local lord’s deer.”Ī noisy crashing came from somewhere behind them. “My father’s a fisherman - but now that the river has dried up, there’s nowhere to fish and nothing to eat.” She sighed. “Were those soldiers after you?” asked Tom.Įlenna frowned. “I nursed him back to health, and we’ve been friends ever since.” She stepped forward, took his hand and shook it firmly. “I found him injured on a hunting trip to the North,” the girl replied. The girl visibly relaxed and grinned at him, her smile full of warmth. The wolf trotted over to him and pushed its nose into Tom’s hand. I’m not going to hurt you,” he promised, pulling back on the reins until Storm stopped. As she crouched to welcome back her wolf, her green eyes narrowed at Tom. A quiver of arrows was slung over one shoulder. Her black hair was short and messy, and her face was red with scratches. She was tall and skinny, dressed in breeches and a dirty blouse. The wolf moved like the wind, only slowing once it had led Tom and Storm a safe distance from the soldiers.
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